Among the extravagant guests, the majority in this illustrious abode, the father of Peter Pan, Wendy and the lost children James Matthew Barrie (Kirriemuir, Scotland, 1860 – London, 1937). See if it will be weird that he invariably orders brussels sprouts for lunch for the strange reason that he loves to drag the sound of English words, ‘’Brussels sprouts’. Shy, with purplish bags under his eyes and a dead pipe under his mustache, the baronet JM Barrie is disturbed – we have it verified – before the ladies who frequent the hotel (they say that for his diminished stature, 1.47 meters). They whisper in the hallways that childhood trauma stunted his growth after one of his brothers, Mom’s favorite, was killed in a skating accident by smashing his skull against the ice. The extreme neglect of the mother, engulfed by a voracious depression ever since, unraveled the affections of our visitor, turning him into what Oscar Wilde called a “sentimentalist”; that is, someone who wishes to enjoy the luxury of an emotion without paying for it.
In any case, here at the Cadogan, psychoanalysis we have a snack. We are still fascinated by the universal myth of the flying child who refused to grow up, a story that began to take place in Kensington Gardens, when our short guest, with a big dog Saint Bernard called Porthos tied by the leash, ran into the brothers George, Jack and Peter Llewelyn Davies, grandchildren of the novelist George du Maurier (grandfather in turn of our beloved Daphne, author of ‘Rebecca’). When the boys were orphaned, JM Barrie adopted them, a matter that would also deserve a session of thick chocolate with croutons.
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So hard did the gale blow ‘Peter Pan ‘and the land of Never Land that overwhelmed other works by the author, such as the ‘’nouvelle ‘that we found by chance the other afternoon, while walking through the bookstores:’ Adiós, Señorita Logan ‘, his latest work of fiction, which he published about a year ago, for the first time in Spanish, Ediciones Traspiés. It is a gothic tale, written in the form of a diary, set in a Scottish village isolated in winter by snow, where an Anglican shepherd falls madly in love with the ghost of Julie Logan, a Jacobite heroine. Reality, fantasy, feeling of loss and a violin that sublimates sexual desire.
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